# six desperate months glacially trawling through grammatically non optimal rnd lab note desert realty pseudocode my right arm is in pain from rsi and my general unheath dire was recently told by the doc to slim down and change my diet for the better or else after a quick flick through gonna try uploading this giant lumbering non thing tonight **// the summertime blues are here again** the longest day of the year and also the hottest at least so far - and it also feels the saddest one is again reminded of often being utterly alone as a teenager on one's awful generic mass housing estate sitting on the dusty kerb looking out at dehydrated local realty as the sun sets over endless waves of red tiled nowhere summer has a certain blankness about it and although it's warm out the emotional mood is bizarrely melancholy as though one is warm well fed in good health ok - but is entirely alone as though abandoned on a distant and silently dull alien planet with no hope of rescue this kind of warm solitude and quiet blood warm tb (terminal boredom) is unique to summer yet often its most aggressively insistent feature and while everyone around one is having fun chilling nothing about summer triggers the same feelings of high desert aching loneliness saudade and mournful pensive tedium and dejection please prey for storm clouds and heavy rain to wash away summer's melting plastic cheer // republic of bob